Figured It Out Songtext
von Faded Paper Figures

Now, sidewalks break up in my way,
And from their windows people say:
There goes that guy who cannot stay here.
I figured it out myself,
Not even time to kill.
I figured I′d out myself,
This emptiness I feel for you. Cathedral clocks crack in the sky
Breaking in pieces, breaking lives,
The second hands got in my way here.
I figured it out myself,
Not even time to kill.
I figured I'd out myself,
This emptiness I feel for you.